Chapter 118: Zhu Que Transmission Stone

Eunuch Lin left, and Lin Sheng stayed behind.

Hua Changxi looked at Lin Sheng: "Eunuch Lin is a cultivator; did you not try to find a way for you to become a cultivator as well?"

Lin Sheng revealed a look of regret: "I have no spirit veins, and my godfather has no way either."

Hearing this, Hua Changxi directly took out the Totem Golden Bowl and shone it at Lin Sheng, but nothing showed up; there was no ancestral bloodline reversion.

Although Lin Sheng did not know what Hua Changxi was doing, he obediently accepted it.

Hua Changxi was silent for a moment: "Following me, just being a martial artist won't do. Besides Dharma cultivators who absorb spirit energy for their own use, there is another type—Body cultivators. However, body refining is very bitter. Are you willing to try?"

Lin Sheng's eyes lit up: "Master, I am willing. I am not afraid of hardship."

Hua Changxi took out the skin-refining chapter of the "Nine Turns Profound Art" and the skin-refining technique copied from the No. 8 Qihuang Pavilion for him to choose: "The 'Nine Turns Profound Art' is much harder, and the cultivation resources required are also greater, but the effect of body refining will be better. Which one do you want to choose?"

Lin Sheng chose the skin-refining chapter of the "Nine Turns Profound Art" without even thinking.

Hua Changxi: "You are my person; I will provide your cultivation resources based on the situation. Since I am investing resources in you, I certainly expect to gain something. The most basic loyalty is absolutely required. You cannot tell anyone about my affairs, including your godfather. In the future, I will provide resources based on how much you can do for me. Do you understand?"

Lin Sheng: "Master, rest assured. Since I have recognized you as my master, I will never betray you. I will certainly serve you well."

Subsequently, Hua Changxi gave him a portion of medicinal herbs for skin tempering and told him to find Yu Gui: "Brother Yu will teach you how to brew the medicinal soup. From today on, you will start body refining in the No. 8 Qihuang Pavilion."

Lin Sheng received the medicinal herbs and bowed to withdraw.

Once he was gone, Hua Changxi returned to her own courtyard. Tomorrow was her fifteenth birthday. Her family had sent Hua Liulang to notify her half a month ago, asking her to return home to celebrate her birthday.

Seeing that it was still early, Hua Changxi refined spirit pills for half a day. It was only when evening came that she left the Medical Administration and headed toward the Hua family.

As soon as she left the Medical Administration, Hua Changxi sensed that someone was following her. In order not to alert the enemy, she did not make a scene and even put on the appearance of being in a hurry to get home by taking a shortcut, specifically choosing alleys with few people.

Sensing the fluctuation of spirit energy coming from behind, she confirmed that the person following her was a cultivator.

This person should just be someone sent to keep an eye on her, not the mastermind.

Just as Hua Changxi was thinking about whether to take down the cultivator following her and take the opportunity to force out the mastermind, or to let the other party follow and find a chance to counter-track, she suddenly smelled a strange fragrance.

Spirit-Sealing Incense!

The moment she smelled the fragrance, Hua Changxi quickly took the antidote. After a while, she put on a panicked appearance of having discovered something unusual and wanted to run toward the crowded street.

Just at this moment, the cultivator following her flew out and slashed fiercely at her neck.

Hua Changxi: "..."

Having refined her body, even if the following cultivator used spirit energy when striking, it could not hurt her.

In order to find out the mastermind, she could only pretend to faint.

Then, Hua Changxi was carried on a shoulder, shuttling through alley after alley, exiting the South City Gate, and then heading all the way south.

Hua Changxi looked at the direction the cultivator was running. The more she looked, the more familiar it felt. When she was brought to a half-collapsed ruined temple, she completely knew where she had been brought.

It was actually here!

It was the ruined temple where she had been kidnapped and sacrificed by the red-robed demon priest!

It was right here that she obtained the cultivation technique and embarked on the path of cultivation.

How could it be here?

"Crack~"

A friction sound rang out.

The cultivator turned the statue in the center of the ruined temple, which was so broken that only the base remained. The statue slowly moved aside, revealing the entrance to a tunnel, and then, carrying Hua Changxi, he jumped directly into the tunnel entrance and quickly shuttled through the tunnel.

Looking at the familiar underground city and feeling the familiar heat waves underground, Hua Changxi felt somewhat emotional. She did not expect to revisit this place.

She had guessed who the mastermind was.

Gu Jinfan!

It was just that she was not clear about Gu Jinfan's purpose in capturing her. Was it to force her to hand over the technique in the Zhu Que Transmission Stone?

Or was it that she felt she had obtained the technique and wanted to kill her to vent her anger?

Just as Hua Changxi was pondering these things, the cultivator brought her to the stone door where the temperature was highest.

"Crack~"

The stone door opened, and scorching heat rushed toward her face.

Hua Changxi was thrown onto the stone platform behind the stone door by the cultivator. Looking at the familiar altar, Hua Changxi couldn't be bothered to pretend to be unconscious and sat up directly.

"Waking up so quickly, it seems your strength is even stronger than I imagined."

A low male voice rang out. Hua Changxi looked toward the sound, and after seeing the person's appearance clearly, a look of shock immediately appeared on her face: "How is it you?"

The Governor of the Jingzhao Prefecture!

When she was rescued and taken to the Jingzhao Prefecture, she had seen the Governor of the Jingzhao Prefecture and had even been questioned by him.

Looking at the red robe he was wearing, Hua Changxi was shocked again: "You and that red-robed demon priest... are you in the same gang?"

"Shut up!"

Cao Jun scolded: "My father is not a demon priest."

Hua Changxi was even more shocked: "Your father? That demon priest is your father? So, you knew about him capturing people for blood sacrifice? You even participated?"

"Also, daring to carry out blood sacrifice in the capital—how could it be done without a backer?"

Hua Changxi looked at the Governor of the Jingzhao Prefecture in disbelief: "And you are a court official, yet you secretly do such insane things. Are you not afraid that the matter will be exposed?"

Cao Jun snorted coldly, not bothering to argue with Hua Changxi, and asked directly: "This official asks you, did you obtain the cultivation technique here, and only then become a cultivator?"

Hua Changxi calmed down from her shock and stood up.

Previously, she thought the mastermind was Gu Jinfan, but now it seemed she had thought wrong.

However, even if it wasn't Gu Jinfan, the Governor of the Jingzhao Prefecture targeting her had everything to do with her. She obtained the cultivation technique in the Zhu Que Transmission Stone; it must have been Gu Jinfan who revealed it to the Governor of the Jingzhao Prefecture.

"Yes, I obtained the cultivation technique here. Gu Jinfan told you this, right?"

Cao Jun frowned: "Gu Jinfan? The Seventh Miss of the Duke Xinguo's Prefecture?"

Hua Changxi looked at his reaction: "Yes, it is her. What, you don't know her?"

Cao Jun had been thinking these days about who left the note, and now he knew the answer—it was someone from the Duke Xinguo's Prefecture. However, he did not dwell on this question and looked at Hua Changxi: "Hand over the technique."

Hua Changxi shrugged: "Sorry, I can't do that."

Hearing this, Cao Jun's face sank, and without wasting words, he directly waved a strand of spirit energy toward Hua Changxi.

Seeing this, Hua Changxi waved her hand lightly and blocked the spirit energy.

Seeing this, Cao Jun's face changed drastically. He could not feel the fluctuation of spirit energy on Hua Changxi and could not probe the other party's cultivation level, but as soon as Hua Changxi made a move, he knew he had underestimated the enemy: "You..."

The cultivator who brought Hua Changxi also felt that the situation was wrong and turned to run away. Just as he was about to reach the stone door, a fire lotus directly enveloped him.

In an instant, the cultivator turned into a human torch.

A few seconds later, the person turned into ashes.

Watching this scene, Cao Jun was both shocked and terrified, looking at Hua Changxi in battle readiness: "What exactly is your cultivation level?"

Hua Changxi looked at him: "You guess why Gu Jinfan didn't dare to confront me directly?"

Cao Jun also guessed at this time that he had been used as a gun by Gu Jinfan. Looking at Hua Changxi, he weighed how much chance of winning he had if he fought her. In the end, he did not dare to take the risk and could only bow his head to seek peace.

"Spare me, whatever you want, just name it. If I can satisfy it, this official certainly will."

Hua Changxi looked at him indifferently: "You are an official and should have guarded the peace of one side, but what have you done? Do you think you deserve to continue living?"

Cao Jun, while thinking of a way to escape, dealt with Hua Changxi: "This official was wrong about the blood sacrifice, but in the end, wasn't the beneficiary you? Seriously speaking, you were able to become a cultivator, thanks to my father."

Hua Changxi snorted: "You are truly sophistical. I possess spirit veins, and spirit energy has recovered; I would have become a cultivator sooner or later."

Too lazy to talk to him anymore, Hua Changxi waved a strand of spirit energy and attacked.

Seeing this, Cao Jun's face changed, and he resisted with all his might, but even though he used his full strength, he was still knocked to the ground by the spirit energy.

At this moment, he was extremely regretful. When the matter here was exposed back then, he should have sent people to kill all the survivors.

Cao Jun realized that he, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, was completely no match for Hua Changxi and was truly afraid: "Don't kill me, I am the Governor of the Jingzhao Prefecture, I can do things for you."

Hua Changxi did not listen to what he was saying. A strand of spirit energy passed, directly causing him to stop breathing. After taking his storage bag, she waved him off the altar, letting him fall into the magma.

Carefully using fire to burn off the mark on the storage bag, Hua Changxi opened the storage bag.

Inside were some commonly used cultivation resources—spirit stones, spirit talismans, pills, magic tools, and array disks, all of which were present. What she was most concerned about were books and the like.

Before she could flip through the books, she was attracted by a memorial.

The reason she was attracted was that she had seen such a memorial before, at Eunuch Zhou's place; it was said to be used specifically by imperial clansmen to issue orders.

Hua Changxi opened the memorial and read the contents, and her face sank.

"Secretly capture all descendants of the Hu clan in Shili Village, regardless of gender, and imprison them in the Nether Prison."

The contents of this memorial looked wrong at first glance—secretly capturing, and capturing everyone in a clan.

And this Nether Prison mentioned above—she had never heard of it either.

Thinking that the red-robed demon priest was the father of the Governor of the Jingzhao Prefecture, Hua Changxi's face turned somewhat dark. Could it be that everyone imprisoned in this Nether Prison was someone to be blood-sacrificed?

Blood sacrifice can be used to cultivate evil arts to quickly increase cultivation, can be used to obtain ancestral bloodlines, stimulate ancestral supernatural powers...

For some people, these are all shortcuts.

Hua Changxi let out a breath, having no heart to look at other things in the storage bag. The Governor of the Jingzhao Prefecture was not a small official; how powerful must the person who could command him be?

Hua Changxi stood at the edge of the altar, looking at the magma surging below, her mood very unsettled. This was just a small corner she accidentally discovered. In places she didn't know, how many similar things were there?

Suddenly, a red light flashed in the magma.

Hua Changxi's attention was attracted. She looked closely and saw a dot-shaped red light bobbing up and down with the surging magma.

It was the red stone!

Oh, no, it was the Zhu Que Transmission Stone!

Hua Changxi's expression was shocked. When she threw the Zhu Que Transmission Stone into the magma back then, she thought the transmission stone would be taken to another place by the magma.

She didn't expect that the transmission stone was still near the altar and had not been washed away.

Hua Changxi wanted to fish out the transmission stone. She didn't have a corresponding magic tool. After thinking about it, she condensed spirit energy in her right hand, and the spirit energy turned into a giant hand. The giant hand gradually grew larger and directly grabbed toward the Zhu Que Transmission Stone in the magma.

The giant hand grabbed the transmission stone, and Hua Changxi felt that the transmission stone was very resistant and did not want to be taken away.

Seeing this, Hua Changxi's expression stirred, and she immediately operated the Zhu Que Breathing and Inhaling Method. The fire spirit energy in the magma immediately rushed toward her, and at the same time, the transmission stone gradually loosened.

Seeing that doing this was really useful, she patiently operated the technique. A quarter of an hour later, the Zhu Que Transmission Stone was fished out by her.

The Zhu Que Transmission Stone left the magma but did not fall into Hua Changxi's hand; instead, it flew directly to the center of the altar.

At the same time, red light flourished in the center of the altar, and a circular light pillar with a diameter of about one meter slowly rose, and the Zhu Que Transmission Stone landed on the golden pillar in the light pillar.

Hua Changxi stepped forward quickly and reached out to the transmission stone. Soon, the transmission stone lit up with red light, and a colorful fire bird appeared inside the stone.

The fire bird spread its wings and flew high, circled once in the stone, suddenly rushed out of the stone, and circled around Hua Changxi.

Hua Changxi looked at this scene in wonder, but as she watched, she felt a powerful pressure coming, and instinctively condensed spirit energy to resist.

The fire bird gradually grew larger while circling, and the pressure Hua Changxi felt also became greater and greater.

Gradually, flames burned around Hua Changxi, and the flames became more and more vigorous, presenting a confrontational posture with the fire bird circling above her head.

At first, Hua Changxi was a bit panicked, but she did not feel fatal danger. After confronting for a period of time, realizing that this seemed to be a test, she operated the Zhu Que Breathing and Inhaling Method again, closed her eyes, and devoted herself to the resistance.

At this moment, red light flourished on the entire altar, and the fire spirit energy in the magma gathered here. The rich fire spirit energy gathered around Hua Changxi, making her look like she was in a vast ocean of fire.

Hua Changxi could not feel the passage of time. She didn't know how long it had passed, but she felt the pressure on her body gradually decreasing. When the pressure completely disappeared, she opened her eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a mini fire bird rushing over and entering her brow.

Then, she heard a bird cry.

This sound was not transmitted from the outside world, but rang in her mind.

Hua Changxi was a bit confused and didn't know what was going on. Could it be that the technique she received before was incomplete, and now it was replenished for her?

Thinking this, she reached out to the transmission stone again.

This time, the transmission stone had no reaction.

"Just now, it should have been replenishing the technique for me, right?"

Hua Changxi was a bit uncertain, but she knew this was not a bad thing.

Looking at the transmission stone, she wanted to put it away.

However, the transmission stone could not be put into a storage magic tool, nor could it be put into the Shennong Ding, and it could not be taken out of the altar. Once it left the altar, the transmission stone would actively fly back to the center of the altar.

Seeing this, Hua Changxi had a headache. The transmission stone could not be taken away, and she could not be sure if anyone else knew about this place.

Out of selfishness, she didn't really want others to obtain the technique in the transmission stone, especially people like the Governor of the Jingzhao Prefecture.

After pondering for a while, Hua Changxi picked up the transmission stone again, threw it into the magma, and then looked at the altar again.

This was not an altar; this was a transmission platform.

The red-robed demon priest and the Governor of the Jingzhao Prefecture didn't know the correct way to open this place at all; the blood sacrifice opening was completely wrong.

A perfectly good transmission platform was made to look like an evil path; it simply defiled this place. ===== CHAPTER 119 =====